Transformation - Super Arla

We arrived on Myrkr and I led Arla to my base.

She comments, "This is a nice place you got, hidden away in the middle of no where on a planet with barely any people. It's a big base too."

I give the rundown of why I took over Myrkr, "Yes, I took this world because of the low population. A single small city is easy to control. The trees mess with scanners. The wildlife is hostile to Force users. So Jedi don't come to this planet for that reason. Many Jedi have died due to the hostile environment tailored to kill them. It is also Inner Rim, they'll never think to look for me in a thousand years.

{Arla can't help but agree with his reasoning within her mind. It is truly a good planet to avoid the Jedi and anyone looking for him. To her knowledge all factions are combing the Outer Rim for him, including Death Watch. No one has the idea to look in the Inner Rim.}

Arla asks Bido, "So, I'm sure you had already checked if our two species are compatible for reproduction, but how is this going to work?"

I explain, "We are species compatible. Although modifcations would have to be made, or else it would be painful for you."

{Arla compares body sizes. Then imagines that size of his piece. Then she imagines the size of the child. She would be completely ruined after one go at it.}

Arla thinks for a second and shrugs, "Ya, it probably would to be honest."

Bido provides his solution, "My species are masters of bio-engineering. I can splice a part of Yautja DNA into your DNA. The parts that pertain to body size, reproductive system, and lifespan. That would make everything far easier on you."

Arla's curiosity is piques when he mentions lifespan, "I want to know about the other stuff, but tell me about the lifespan thing first."

Bido speaks on the modifications, "The lifespan of a Yautja is thousands of years. I would outlive you by many millennia if you don't get this modification. Our children too. As for size, increasing your size to at least 2.13 meters would be good. I want to shoot for 8 ft though. Your reproductive system would changed to be more similar to a female Yautja's. It'll make the pregnancy less uncomfortable. There will be no phenotypic changes though, besides being taller."

{Arla took a look at the pros. Bigger body, means greater strength. Longer lifespan, means more time to become more skillful, more time to kill some assholes. She thought of it as a win-win. She also liked the part about pregnancy being easier. She has heard of the sufferings a pregnant woman would have during pregnancy with just an intra-species pregnancy. Let alone an inter-species one.}

Arla agrees, "I've already decided to be your wife, so body modifications that would overall benefit me wouldn't scare me away. After all, I can deduce you've modified yourself in the same way."

I nod, "I modify myself whenever I have something useful to add. Did you want hold off on the genetic modification for a while to get comfortable."

Arla scoffs, "Do I look like someone who needs time? I ain't no bitch, get me in whatever pod we're using. If you use pods that is."

I direct to the same genetic modification chamber I use. I say, "Okay, now you have to be naked for this. So get undressed and hop inside. The chamber will be filled with breathable liquid. You'll fall asleep once you're submerged in it. Then I'll begin the DNA splicing. It is highly likely you'll be in the coma for days, so don't be surprised when you wake up.

(slight R-18 coming up as a naked Arla is described)

Arla started to take off her armor right then and there. She had a black skintight jumpsuit underneath all the armor. A jumpsuit she unzipped and started to slide off her body. I got a good look at her body while she did this. She had looked to have good hygiene as she was properly shaved all over, with only a small, trimmed, well-groomed blonde patch above her vagina. As for her muscles, they were well-defined. Her thighs were killer, calves were strong, her abdominal muscles were chiseled. Her breasts were medium sized with small areolae. They were also perky as her strong chest held them tight. Her arm muscles were not manly, but they too were chiseled with good size and definition. She was the type of women that looked liked she could crush skulls and rip out hearts. I loved it.

She teases and puts a hand on her hip, "Like what you see big guy?"

I laugh, "Like is understatement. I'm sure you'll only become more impressive after the operation is complete. Please hop inside Arla." I gesture to the chamber invitingly.

She gets in and I close the hatch. I fill up the chamber with the breathable liquid, and begin the splicing process. I've also added in a few more modifications to surprise her with. I'm sure she'll welcome the new abilities she'll have. The screen displays the time until operation completion.

[ 9 days: 13 hours: 37 minutes: 10 seconds]